Red Plum Wine Dyeing

In the end, Jiang Xiyu couldn't hold back anymore, and was coaxed and tricked by the King of Thieves, Mo Ya, into Li Sanye's wine cellar.No way, whoever told him to brew it would not sell it, and had to wait until March.But later, it was because the peach blossoms that bloomed at the right time caught up with a heavy snowfall, which gave it a good name-Peach Blossom Snow.

It's easy to mix in, and Mo Yacong led him over the wall.Fortunately, he picked up a flower and held it in his hand without throwing it away, not knowing what to do.

Mo Zaizhuang was really used to it, seeing that he arrived at the cellar in a short while, and he was still stealing in broad daylight.On the contrary, in broad daylight, thieves are not afraid.Jiang Xiyu just thought about it silently, but forgot that she also came together.

After entering, Jiang Xiyu was just about to step down the steps when she was brought back by the collar.He didn't say anything, but saw Mo Ya throwing something from the corner of the empty platform under the steps.

Jiang Xiyu stared at it for a while, and suddenly saw two will-o'-the-wisps, which went out again.Only then can I vaguely see that there are layers in the blackness.It was a few dogs, the fur color and corners almost blended together.Huh, Mr. Li can play.

Mo Ya never dared to slack off, since Xiaoshu came here at that time, he fell into a trap.Not to blame, these dogs were too forbearing, and Ying'er, who ran back towards Mo Ya, couldn't stop barking until he bit Mo Ya.

It's just that Jiang Xiyu didn't expect that he pinned a flower behind his collar.Huh, Mo Ya really knows how to play.

After about a moment, Mo Yacong confidently walked into the wine room with that skinny hand.I have to say, the clenched hands are weird.Does he really not know how to cherish himself? ...

A few dim lights on the stone wall are eternal.All kinds of wine are neatly arranged on the floor, from low to high grade on wooden shelves, and the jars are relatively small as you go up, which is naturally good.The wine art passed down from generation to generation of the Li family exists here.

Mo Ya twisted the mechanism protruding from the stone wall, and with the twisting of the door, a smaller space was created.The whole cellar smells like wine, mixed with the aroma of milk and medicine.He directly took a jug of fruit wine to moisten his throat, drank a few sips before rushing to the humanity inside: "Bitter dew can forget worries in an instant, a thousand flowers can relieve worries in a thousand days, Junshan Hongyou Zhuyeqing, daughter Liai Peach Blossom Wine. Why, find Do you want something?"

Jiang Xiyu ran to a place with a strong smell, and saw a few jars with sticks on them, it was too dark, and she was too lazy to identify them.Opened one by one, the smell is the same pungent and intoxicating.Maybe that's it.I took a jar, thought about it, and then took the lower jar and put it on top, and then pasted the label on it.

Jiang Xiyu didn't take much, and stuffed the altar of wine into the man's arms before taking a step ahead. "Let's go." Who knows, the flower flickered with the movement and refused to come down.

As a result, Mo Yacong followed to the house.I still remember that the ruffian said to him in a very unscrupulous way: "First, to taste the wine, and second, to... catch the thief. Besides, how can I get it for you without going in all the way?"

Entering the side hall one after the other, Jiang Chuan sat on a carved wooden stool and turned two wine glasses upside down.Mo Zaizhuang had already lifted the lid, filled it up, and pushed it over for a glass before tasting the wine by himself.

Jiang Xiyu sniffed the aroma of the wine carefully, the amber-colored fine nectar could not contain any impurities, reflecting his pale face with faded red and the frost on his temples.

"Actually, if you're drunk, you'll look pretty good. At least your face isn't scary."

The person who was pointed out smiled and raised the corners of his lips. His smiling pupils were warm and radiant, clear and yet aura, like a spring lake, with flowing water dyed peach blossoms.When clear water reflects the beautiful scenery, you must also know that the bottom of the water is ten feet deep.

"Don't make fun of me with the girl talk, go find your beauty in the east building."

Mo Zaizhuan drank a few cups, and tugged at his collar when he felt a little hot.This wine is very spicy, and the onset is also the kind that is more violent. "Aha. The ones in the east building aren't too pretty. Besides, there have been fewer newcomers in the past few years, and it's hard to find someone who is drunk and sits around watching flowers and sighing the moon."

"But..." Mo Yacong raised the wine cup in front of him, put it to his lips and took a sip. "If any girl has the same eyes as you, I will consider whether to abduct her."

His lips are extremely pale but well-shaped, so when he smiles, he is very charming.It's just that I didn't do it deliberately, the canine teeth didn't show, but a smile gave birth to a sense of elegance.

Nao Nao Nao, the sky is late, the sunset is pink and half-faced, round and desolate.The sunset is infinitely good, but it is almost dusk.

Mo Ya knew how to control himself, and stopped drinking after a few cups, but he still couldn't stand the heavy eyelids.Look at it again, Jiang Xiyu couldn't get enough of it, so he took advantage of the strength of the wine to drink it from a jar.Mo Yacong put down the wine glass, hesitating and thinking about it, how can I persuade you?

"Hey, you said if I bought it, can I tie you down?" Jiang Chuan couldn't stop the drink he had already swiped down his neck, wiping the water from his lips.

"Although I love flowers, I don't like those residual flowers either. You'd better keep them for yourself." Mo Cuichuang said nonchalantly, not paying attention to Jiang Chuan's state. Nothing, nothing to worry about, what do you want from me when you tie me down?"

Jiang Xiyu covered her mouth with her almost haggard lips and coughed dryly, and the black hair that fell to her face was a bit messy mixed with white.

"You asked me what I want from you?" Jiang Xiyu laughed suddenly, from light laughter to wild laughter, looking a little sick.

It took a long time to calm down. Jiang Chuan tilted his head and said to Mo Zhuang with a provocative attitude: "I want your hands, your life, and your freedom. Will you give it? Have you given it?" ?”

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but burst into tears from laughing. "People are most afraid of knowing themselves. What do you think of yourself? What do you think of others?"

Before Mo Yacong put down the wine glass, Jiang Xiyu felt a convulsion in his heart, and a smell rushed up from his throat. In the future, he had no choice but to cover his mouth with his hand before he could get the handkerchief he carried with him.

Mo Zaizhang originally wanted to give a hand, but he happened to come across it quickly, turned around and put the hair behind his ear, and when he was relieved, he said rather uncomfortablely: "The amount of the bounty has actually moved my heart? If you want to take it, you can take it, and as for the empty one, I will accompany you to find it." I didn't know what to say later, I was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so I didn't say it.

Jiang Xiyu wiped her mouth with a white veil, and swallowed dryly the blood, but the blood that dripped from her fingers fell on the ground and turned into flowers.Mo Yacong still persuaded a few words; "Drinking like this is also harmful. You want to be free and you can't drag the medicine jar. You still value your body, don't you..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it.Mo Yacong met Jiang Xiyu just by chance, and besides, he must have been ill for a long time because he prepared a handkerchief, and the smell of alcohol on his body smelled like He Laixingsi medicine.He is not qualified to persuade.

Looking at Jiang Chuan again, the scar was healed and he forgot the pain, so he drank there again.I don't know if he didn't listen or didn't listen.

It's useless to say it, it's better not to say it.lest I make a mistake.Mo Ya never knew restraint, unlike that one.

Looking out of the window in a trance, the heavy moonlight is hidden in the shadow of the whirling trees, the indissoluble blue is dotted with stars, and the crickets are constantly chirping, trying to break the tranquility of summer.

In the end, it was extremely boring, and the scenery was enough, and the man drank alone, but he didn't seem to be drunk.

Looking at the flute he carried with him, Xu thought it would be fun, so he said to Jiang Xiyu: "Do you want to listen to 'rest in peace'? It has been passed down from generation to generation. The living can sleep peacefully after listening to it, and the dead can calm their souls after listening to it."

"Blow it and listen."

The long sound started, low and strange, and the sound was still lingering, like vines entangled with the trend, very feminine.Suddenly, the tone changed, and there were bursts of short sounds, as if someone was speaking hurriedly and anxiously.When it reaches □□, it returns to the previous long sound, the difference is that the tone is getting lower and lower, which is a perfect metaphor for dying.However, there were a few short sounds, followed by rolling up high.It fades away, and the tremolo at the end seems unwilling, confused, desolate, and wanton.It is hard to scrape off the summer heat by three points.

"How is it?" Xu Shi likes to sing when he has nothing to do, and he is used to it. He has never felt it before, so he always wants to ask others.Mo Yacong put away the Moyu Hengdi, and turned to look at Jiang Xiyu.It's okay if you don't look at it, it's over after one look.

Jiang Chuan lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were hazy when he looked at Mo Kuaizhuang, and when he blinked, his eyelashes became wet, and tears rolled down his face.

"Hey, I'm so good at bragging... It's alright, alright, don't cry. Can I beg you?" Mo Ruizhang looked at Jiang Chuan who was still crying. He was at a loss for a moment. coax?Beat it?

"Don't keep talking, what's the matter?" Jiang Chuan rubbed his eyes again, and replied, "I don't know..."

"Is there something in your eyes? Come on, look up at me." Mo Yacong grabbed Jiang Xiyu's hand to prevent him from rubbing his eyes.

After pestering for a long time, it was Mo Ya who pinched Jiang Xiyu's chin and lifted it up forcefully.Mo Yacong pinched his eyelids and blew lightly.

For some reason, Jiang Chuan blushed even more.Turning to push him away.

"You crazy dog..." Mo Ya never expected to be pushed and staggered.She wanted to hit him, but couldn't do it, so she had to pinch his face. "Okay. To be honest, are you drunk? You have drunk the whole pot."

While talking, Qia Moya touched the back of Jiang Xiyu's neck, the flowers were still there, even though they were a little wilted, it didn't bother her, so she said goodbye behind the ear.

"Come on, Jiang San calls out for brother."